Freaking Insomnia

I think the insomnia is coming back, which sucks because I was really starting to enjoy my 8 solid hours of sleep every night. The little sleep I do get seems to be enlivened by dreams of something akin to reality gone wrong. There is no one awake during the wee hours of the night to talk to anymore. Stupid adulthood and regular hours. It has stolen away all that was fun and good. Thank the heavens that there's Adult Swim on at nights.
And of course there's always rambling on the blog.

Peace Out
punk

(I've always wanted to say that.)